A Unique Crossover

Chapter33: Another sort of Catfish

You're useless. You have nothing, you can't do anything, you're useless and empty. Absolutely useless, empty shell!!!

"Heyy....." David poked the side of my ribs, causing me to flinch on his couch while everyone was too busy watching the Masked Singer. Hitting his fingers away from me as he said, "Don't bully the celebs that you don't know, it's not Ken Jong's fault that he has really bad guesses."

Since everyone had nothing to do this Saturday, Charlie invited us all over for breakfast that she made from stretch with some help from Bella. After that we went to the living room to watch some football game which will only be starting at twelve, Frankie and Daytona really wanted to watch their favourite TV show since they couldn't on Wednesday night.

They were sitting together in the middle, trying to figure out who is who on the show, Charlie was sitting next to them with Starfire lying by her feet. Ryan and Penny were trying to beat each other in a couple of thumb war on the two seater while David and I sat next to our newly couple.
Who have been staying together since we met up at the campus lobby before coming here, Janelle had her head lying on Kevin's shoulder while he kept holding her hand in his.

I've only notice all of this when David poked me, because I've been trying to figure out what the hell I was gonna show Mrs Robertson, Julia and Sapphire for my solo performance. Being busy helping David getting into Swag Crew had kinda kept me from brainstorming on my solo.

Although there were times where I would come up with something during that time only to stretch the idea out.
For reasons like 'not having the right steps', 'not sure if Mrs Robertson and Julia will like it' or worst, 'not feeling the music'. That's like stabbing your heart with a fork.

Rolling my eyes at David's comment on Jong's guesses before pushing play on the song that I was trying to choregraph a dance from, but sadly was getting nowhere.
Stopping it completely, taking my earphones out before leaning my head back, groaning annoyingly, "I'm dance block."

"What the hell is 'dance block'?" Frankie asked, not turning away from the screen unlike how Daytona had. Turing to me, looking like she understood what I've said and wanted to help in any way that she could.

"It's like when a writer doesn't have anything to put down on paper." I explained, still having my head lying back on the sofa. Hoping that somehow would help me get something, anything out of my creative juice pool that has dried up. "Expect in this case, the dance part of my brain got nothing for the solo performance."

"Isn't that like next weekend?" Penny asked before winning the fifth thumb war with Ryan, causing me to close my eyes with my forearms while groaning before whining out of frustration.
Slowly I was starting to feel like I was close to have a breakdown and whenever my breakdown involves dancing for whatever reason, it's nearly impossible to get me out of it.

Still having my eyes covered with my arms, I couldn't see whoever stood behind me as he or she starts massaging my temples while speaking in a smooth, calming voice, "Imagine a faraway land, that's peaceful and quiet. You don't have any stress or worry as you swim in the cool, relaxing lake with a waterfall that calms your mind."

While Daytona was speaking as she massage my temples, my arms slowly falls off of my face. My eyes closed, feeling myself becoming less intense and stress, growing more relaxed and calm, letting me smile a little as I imagine this place that Daytona was talking about,
"There a beautiful meadow where you're lying on the soft grass, beautiful flowers lying softly in your hair as you soak in the warm sun, lying under the sun you forget about Sapphire, about your solo performance -"

"WHOA!" That's when I stood up from the couch as fast that when I turned around, Daytona was lying halfway over from the back. Not gonna lie, what she was doing before was working until she said that I should 'forget' about my solo which ain't gonna happen anytime soon. "How can you expect me to forget about having a solo performance at Spotlight, Tina?